《It's Cliché | rosekook》11
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Jungkook's hand has made its way to Chaeyoung's face...smoothing soft strokes against her cheekbone with his thumb. His hair is brushing gently against her forehead and his lips are pressing against hers slowly and thoughtfully, testing the waters.
His heart beating loudly...what will be her reaction?
But he sighs in relief when she kisses him back.
Caheyoung believes if someone told her that her face was on fire, it's hot feeling his breath fanning over her face but she likes it.
Jungkook's warmth making her legs weaken. She kissed him back. She's trembling when she could feel he sighed into the kiss and in just a second he deepened it. Her body feels secure being held by his strong arms.
Jungkook's hands are attentive to readjust and re-grip, keeping Chaeyoung steady in-between the messy, mesmerizing movements.
This is not their first kiss, they had kissed and doing more than this when she mistook him as Jaehyun. But this kiss felt like it's their first.
. . .
"That's all you guys doing?" asked Lisa with a disbelief face.
Chaeyoung nods shyly... "Yes, after the kiss we go get some dinner at the nearby convenience store...then he sent me back."
Lisa groans loudly, "OH MY GOD PARK CHAEYOUNG...you're sooooo stupid, He left to Jeju for 3 days! Last night you should invite him to your apartment! Kissing wildly and have s*x!!! Why the hell you went to the convenience store???!"
"Yah Lalisa, watch your language..." Chaeyoung's eyes widen.
"What? He had confessed he loves you...you two dating...and don't tell me you don't like him, I know you do because you kiss him back...SO NOW LEFT JUST S*X!" Lisa said in frustration, thinking back to why she becomes a best friend to this stupid silver haired girl.
Chaeyoung's face turned red hearing the words from her best friend. She missed Jungkook, at the same time she was content with the kiss that happened last night.
'I'm sorry...I just couldn't control myself' - She remembers their conversation after the kiss.
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'No it's okay, you're my boyfriend...isn't it normal for a couple to kiss?' If he apologized because of the kiss then should she apologize too? No, she knows she wants it to happen.
'Really?' a playful smile appeared on his face.
'W-what I mean is you don't need to apologize when you kiss me...'
'Okay.'
Chaeyoung remembers how beautiful Jungkook's smile after that...as if she could see sparkle around him. And she wanted to see that smile again.
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Bambam felt the pain in his neck, he wanted to take a rest but how could he do that if his boss still working hard reading and correcting all the documents on the table. He wonders why Jungkook insists on reading all those documents tonight, they have another two days here.
"Please check if the meeting on Friday could change to tomorrow, I think I don't have other schedules after 5 pm tomorrow," Jungkook speaks without looking at Bambam. His eyes still on the paper in his hands.
"But your schedule tomorrow already pack from the morning-"
"Squeeze it." Jungkook cut him off.
"Then on Friday-"
"Booked a flight ticket for me, Friday before 7 pm."
Bambam nodded. He excuses himself to make a call and arranging Jungkook's schedules for tomorrow.
After his assistant left the room, Jungkook straightens his body before he leans back on his chair.
He touched his lips.
Then he chuckles, he remembers the softness of Chaeyoung's lips. Somehow the feeling lingers on his.
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Chaeyoung looks at her ipad. Reading an article on a business website. No, she doesn't have interest in business. She opened the website because a few hours ago her fingers mindlessly typing Jeon Jungkook on the search box and it leads her to his interview in the business online magazines.
She loses count on how many times she read his interview. He looks handsome in all photos and she saved them all in her album.
She coughs as she realizing the stupid smile was plastered on her face. This is crazy...why the hell she save those pictures when the real person will be back tomorrow?.
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She scrolls down to read comments on his article...
Her eyes squint reading one specific comment.
Jeon Jungkook is sooo perfect! the way he smiles makes me wanted to have a bunch of kids with him!.
What?!! - Chaeyoung's eyes widen and gritting her teeth. The comment has more than 200 upvotes.
Relax Chaeyoung...relax... - She tried to calm herself.
You're the winner, the commenter not even had a taste of Jungkook's lips - She said to herself.
Chaeyoung puts down her ipad, better to stop reading, the more she read the comment section...the angry she felt. She decided to take a night walk to the nearest convenience store, thinking she needs ice cream.
Walking off of the apartment lobby, Chaeyoung shudders as the night breeze blew through her sweater. She quickens her steps but stops abruptly when she sees the person standing a few meters away in front of her.
Jeon Jungkook.
Chaeyoung blinks her eyes a few times thinking she was hallucinating.
This is crazy, she read too much article about him and saved his pictures...and now she's hallucinating he was here... - That's what she thought.
"Where are you going at this hour?" That person asked, he moves towards her.
Chaeyoung's heart stops for a second. He is indeed Jeon Jungkook.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to stay there until tomorrow?" She asked, also stepping towards him.
"Everything finished early. I come here straight from the airport," Jungkook smiles when Chaeyoung already standing close in front of him. He noticed how she caress her arms...cold.
Seeing that, Jungkook takes off his coat and cover her with it. "Where are you going?"
"I feel like eating ice cream...why you take it off? I'm fine..." Chaeyoung was about to give him back the coat but he stops her.
"Be good and wear it." Jungkook button up his coat on her, keeping her from taking it off. He then holds her hand, leading her to the convenience store.
Chaeyoung can't help but glance at their intertwined hands.
Jungkook has big hands and long fingers. Her eyes then trail to his side profile..she remembers his pictures that she saved on her ipad, he looks better in real life.
"I can't walk if you keep looking at me like that..." Jungkook turns to look at her beside him.
Chaeyoung was shocked and embarrassed, her face turned red.
She fake a cough to cover her embarrassment. "Just keep walking, I just like looking at a handsome face..." She tried to make her voice nonchalant.
Jungkook chuckles before turns back to look continue walking.
Chaeyoung cursed in her head, still embarrassed. She looks at the view around her as she tried to calm down her blushing face.
But suddenly Jungkook stopped abruptly. It makes her left side bump to his. She was about to look up at him and ask why he stop but his face already leaning down close to her.
"Why won't you look at me? I thought you like looking at a handsome face?" Jungkook asked, voice gentle.
Chaeyoung's eyes widen, her face felt hot. She really needs ice cream to cool down. Without saying anything, she continues walking...dragging Jungkook to the store, and let him chuckle happily.
She still dragging him as she walked back to her apartment building, but seeing his car make her realize he needs to go back and rest.
Chaeyoung felt hesitant. Part of her wanted to spend her time with him but another part of her wanted him to rest well and-
"Don't you want to invite me to your apartment," Jungkook's voice interrupted her thought.
"Huh?"
Jungkook chuckles, "Sorry I just teasing, I-"
"Yes, I want to," Chayoung cut him off, her heart thumping hard.
"Chae-"
"Let's go."
Again, Jungkook found himself get dragged by Chaeyoung. His mind going wild at the thought of being alone in her apartment.
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